In a sexy tight fuchsia dress

Both women started to get some clothes from Stacy's boutique and started to dress up Joan. First came a lacy fuchsia thong. It was sexy and made to look good on a much younger woman than a late forties one. Stacy tugged Joan's big cock between her legs to surprise her when she gets aroused. Next both women put a fuchsia colored dress with a few colorful strips on Joan's body. It was a tight fit, emphasizing the difference between her wide hips, normal waist and the huge breasts. These were especially hard to get into the dress. It was made for a big bust, but not quite for Joan's huge 32K-cup. So they got pressed out of the dress.

After Joan was fitted into the dress, Stacy began to work on her make-up while Dr. Valentine looked for some shoes. Stacy kept the make-up light, wanting not to hide Joan's age. Dr. Valentine had picked golden 3 inch heeled sandals for Joan to wear. Any bigger heel and Joan would have got a lot of trouble standing in them because of her huge breasts and long legs shifting her center of gravity. Last they put fancy golden earrings, a golden ring and a silver-woman-watch on Joan. With that they were done with turning the slutty young Joan into a busty shemale-Milf with an appearance of a cougar, which she would surely become.

Stacy put an anesthetic mask over Joan's nose and mouth and a few seconds after she took it away Joan's eyes blinked.

"Welcome back, Joan." Dr. Valentine greeted her. "How do you feel?"

"Good." Joan said in her high voice. "A little tense here and there, but all together good."

"That's good to hear." Dr. Valentine replied while Stacy barely refrained from laughing. "We made a few little changes to your look to fit the form you filled out better." Dr. Valentine downplayed Stacy's work. "But you better have a look in front of the mirror."

Joan stood up and nearly tumbled. Her center of gravity was off, making it hard for her to walk at first. She wanted to look what caused it, but Dr. Valentine didn't let her. All Joan could see about her changed look was a long brown lock nearly falling in her face.

"And there you go." Dr. Valentine said as she had made Joan put on a pose, in which her huge breasts pressed against her arms, and stepped aside to let her see her reflection in the mirror.